Mania

A poem written during an all night manic episode

When I'm tired I miss stuff.
Like a jack of spades
that belongs on a queen of diamonds.
Even the last hoot of a taking off owl.
And wonder,
do birds sing when they fly?
Or only when sitting down?
I miss stuff.
Like the importance of lying flat
while doing crunches
instead of on the bed.
Or watching how many cigarettes
I've inhaled.
When I'm tired I miss stuff.

Reviews

[Stephen]

I feel you there man. I miss a lot of things when I am tired m thanks for sharing. This is different.